Mommy guilt...

Does it just come with the territory? It seems like every decision I make involving my kids conjures up some feelings of guilt.

Case in point: dropping Noah off at MDO every week. I see his little pouty, quivery mouth and it makes me feel terrible for leaving him there. Today they had a "water day" so the clothes he wore to school, were not the clothes he left school in. I went through his bag and took all his dirty stuff out to wash to find that the white shirt he wore had snot and blood (sorry...lol) on it so I ask him about it. He says its from blowing his nose too hard because he was crying! Stabs of guilt to the heart.

This morning after I dropped Noah off at MDO, I spent some time playing with Caleb and he was all smiles, just laughing and giggling and cooing and I felt guilty again because I know I don't always have the time to do that with him when Noah's home. Stab, stab, stab...

I know, I know. I need to get over it. But I can't. Help.